Post by dracogieger on Feb 14, 2011 4:31:07 GMT -5
Name: Borris Wallfondler
Age:34
Gender: Male
Species: Dwarf
Position: Immaculate
Powers: Masonry(In other words can make weapons and
useful items from stone.)
Weapon: a Two-Handed Great-Axe
Appearance: Borris is a black-bearded, four foot
dwarf with a simple brown-eyed stare. Often enough
when he is speaking with others, be them enemies or
friends, his face is either confused, happy, or
upset. His beard, as many who see him will notice,
is somewhat alive and moves ever so slightly. He
does not wear any special garments except metal
armor. And lastly his body type is a normal one for
a dwarf.
Personality: Borris is a strong willed and hard
headed dwarf. As you could guess from his title,
Borris Wallfondler is easily excited and is shown
to be an imbicile. And speaking of his name, he
happens to be very fond of walls. But even as
easily distracted as he can be, he still cares for
the well being of his comrades, though he sometimes
puts himself first, not in a manner that he matters
most, but that he has to try first like a child.
Lastly, he is a bit quick to judge, other people, I
mean.
Original World: Kadorin
Current Residing World: Radiant Garden
History/Background: No one is even sure of Borris'
whereabouts, though of course, he IS a dwarf so
yeah. He was raised by the remaining living
paintings found at the site of an abandoned
building within a deserted forest. The living
paintings are all of many different famous and
familiar people. Even being raised by them, he has
grown a strong Russian accent, though none of the
paintings are Russian. Even as he grew up in a
forest, he still needed food and the such, so he
usually headed out to the town just three miles
away. As Borris got older, he liked going to the
pub to get a good amount of fun in his life and
ended up on adventures with three others. But with
his adventures, he seemed to have realized that he
had something better to do than to collect horns
for some jerk or get hammered on vodka. He felt he
had to do something for his nation. He thought
about a way to make things better for him and his
closest comrades. He decided to go on a quest to
become a king.
Role Playing Sample: Borris was on another crusade
with one of his good buddies Ronaldo. They happen
to be in a spacious, dusty, old crypt looking for
the armor of an old saint to take back to the
church, with the consent of the father of course.
After a short minute of silence looking through the
names on each tomb one by one, Ronaldo asked," Why
is it we're lookin' for some dead mans' remains
again?" Borris replied," Because the old church
needed some publicity, needed more tourist
attraction, and we are running out on money for
vodka." They treked on to the next room as he
finished his sentence and Ronaldo said to
himself,"Right..."
Interestingly enough, they happen to find
the tomb of the old saint and his armor on an
altar. Light emanated from the ceiling, likely
because of the sun. The next thing that the two
adventurers noticee was that there were skeletons
all around and there was no evidence that the
coffins where vandalized. Something monsterous had
to have done this.
They moved forward and soon after a booming
voice filled the room."What are you doing in my
home?! Tell now or I'll beat you to a crunchy
pulp!" Reluctantly and fearfully, they spoke,"I am
Borris, and this is my good friend Ronaldo. We came
to get the armor." The voice talked back,"Why?!"
"Because we need money to buy food and supplies."
Ronaldo nudged Borris to make him continue to
say,"Oh! And eh, uh, also alcohol..." The voice
seemed even more outraged by the thought."BOOZE!?
You would waste such a pretty piece of armor on
BOOZE?!?!" Borris then said,"Well, I am a dwarf,
you have to expect me to be drinking at least twice
a day!" With this statement, a hulking grey troll
at least twice their sizes combined sprinted at
them from a shadow in the corner with tears clearly
rolling down its cheeks,"HOW DARE YOU!!!"
Borris and Ronaldo split up and Borris yelled to Ronaldo,"Keep his attention on you!" Ronaldo took out his crossbow and swiftly loaded and fired it within the same second at the giant beast. It took the the arrow in the shoulder and revenge flashed immediately across his face."I'll get you for that!!!" It bolted after him. During this battle, Borris made for the armor and grabbed it. He then turned and yelled,"make like eggs and scramble!" At that moment they both headed for the exit and broke through the small door.
They kept at it and moments later the troll smashed through the wall the door was on before. His loud voice closed in on them,"I'm going to pound you to DUST!" As angry as the troll was, his efforts to catch them turned him into a wrecking ball of living flesh, bounding after them in hopes of catching them and tearing them to pieces. Every thing in the vicinity was shaking and threatened to crumble on top of them. Ronaldo looked ahead and saw a glint light."Borris, look, we're so close!"
At that moment, Borris said,"We need to slow him down!", and sees an old statue. He suddenly brought out his hand axe and tapped it hard at the base as they ran by it and this caused it to fall towards the direction where he hit it. The troll did not see it obstruct his path and caught his foot with it. Soon after, The huge being was flying through the air for a good few seconds and landed face first, sliding into the wall just as the two made it out, causing the entire crypt to give a final violent tremor. The foundation dropped as they exited, nearly falling over from exhaust.
As they found their bearings and finally got a breath
of fresh air, they were startled by the echoes of the angry
behemoth within the crypt. Try as it may, the monster could
not get to them and was trapped inside. Borris looked to
Ronaldo and said,"I told you this would be fun, but you just
went 'oh, that sounds boring! there's a lot of dead thing in there!'
He said this in a mocking manner with a high pitched,
cracked voice. Ronoldo just kept on walking and said,"lets just go
to the tavern and get you drunk, you haven't been
right since last Tuesday." Borris stopped dancing
around and followed toe to heel and as if his
attitude changed in that split second he said,"That
sounds like a VERY good idea." And scene.
Age:34
Gender: Male
Species: Dwarf
Position: Immaculate
Powers: Masonry(In other words can make weapons and
useful items from stone.)
Weapon: a Two-Handed Great-Axe
Appearance: Borris is a black-bearded, four foot
dwarf with a simple brown-eyed stare. Often enough
when he is speaking with others, be them enemies or
friends, his face is either confused, happy, or
upset. His beard, as many who see him will notice,
is somewhat alive and moves ever so slightly. He
does not wear any special garments except metal
armor. And lastly his body type is a normal one for
a dwarf.
Personality: Borris is a strong willed and hard
headed dwarf. As you could guess from his title,
Borris Wallfondler is easily excited and is shown
to be an imbicile. And speaking of his name, he
happens to be very fond of walls. But even as
easily distracted as he can be, he still cares for
the well being of his comrades, though he sometimes
puts himself first, not in a manner that he matters
most, but that he has to try first like a child.
Lastly, he is a bit quick to judge, other people, I
mean.
Original World: Kadorin
Current Residing World: Radiant Garden
History/Background: No one is even sure of Borris'
whereabouts, though of course, he IS a dwarf so
yeah. He was raised by the remaining living
paintings found at the site of an abandoned
building within a deserted forest. The living
paintings are all of many different famous and
familiar people. Even being raised by them, he has
grown a strong Russian accent, though none of the
paintings are Russian. Even as he grew up in a
forest, he still needed food and the such, so he
usually headed out to the town just three miles
away. As Borris got older, he liked going to the
pub to get a good amount of fun in his life and
ended up on adventures with three others. But with
his adventures, he seemed to have realized that he
had something better to do than to collect horns
for some jerk or get hammered on vodka. He felt he
had to do something for his nation. He thought
about a way to make things better for him and his
closest comrades. He decided to go on a quest to
become a king.
Role Playing Sample: Borris was on another crusade
with one of his good buddies Ronaldo. They happen
to be in a spacious, dusty, old crypt looking for
the armor of an old saint to take back to the
church, with the consent of the father of course.
After a short minute of silence looking through the
names on each tomb one by one, Ronaldo asked," Why
is it we're lookin' for some dead mans' remains
again?" Borris replied," Because the old church
needed some publicity, needed more tourist
attraction, and we are running out on money for
vodka." They treked on to the next room as he
finished his sentence and Ronaldo said to
himself,"Right..."
Interestingly enough, they happen to find
the tomb of the old saint and his armor on an
altar. Light emanated from the ceiling, likely
because of the sun. The next thing that the two
adventurers noticee was that there were skeletons
all around and there was no evidence that the
coffins where vandalized. Something monsterous had
to have done this.
They moved forward and soon after a booming
voice filled the room."What are you doing in my
home?! Tell now or I'll beat you to a crunchy
pulp!" Reluctantly and fearfully, they spoke,"I am
Borris, and this is my good friend Ronaldo. We came
to get the armor." The voice talked back,"Why?!"
"Because we need money to buy food and supplies."
Ronaldo nudged Borris to make him continue to
say,"Oh! And eh, uh, also alcohol..." The voice
seemed even more outraged by the thought."BOOZE!?
You would waste such a pretty piece of armor on
BOOZE?!?!" Borris then said,"Well, I am a dwarf,
you have to expect me to be drinking at least twice
a day!" With this statement, a hulking grey troll
at least twice their sizes combined sprinted at
them from a shadow in the corner with tears clearly
rolling down its cheeks,"HOW DARE YOU!!!"
Borris and Ronaldo split up and Borris yelled to Ronaldo,"Keep his attention on you!" Ronaldo took out his crossbow and swiftly loaded and fired it within the same second at the giant beast. It took the the arrow in the shoulder and revenge flashed immediately across his face."I'll get you for that!!!" It bolted after him. During this battle, Borris made for the armor and grabbed it. He then turned and yelled,"make like eggs and scramble!" At that moment they both headed for the exit and broke through the small door.
They kept at it and moments later the troll smashed through the wall the door was on before. His loud voice closed in on them,"I'm going to pound you to DUST!" As angry as the troll was, his efforts to catch them turned him into a wrecking ball of living flesh, bounding after them in hopes of catching them and tearing them to pieces. Every thing in the vicinity was shaking and threatened to crumble on top of them. Ronaldo looked ahead and saw a glint light."Borris, look, we're so close!"
At that moment, Borris said,"We need to slow him down!", and sees an old statue. He suddenly brought out his hand axe and tapped it hard at the base as they ran by it and this caused it to fall towards the direction where he hit it. The troll did not see it obstruct his path and caught his foot with it. Soon after, The huge being was flying through the air for a good few seconds and landed face first, sliding into the wall just as the two made it out, causing the entire crypt to give a final violent tremor. The foundation dropped as they exited, nearly falling over from exhaust.
As they found their bearings and finally got a breath
of fresh air, they were startled by the echoes of the angry
behemoth within the crypt. Try as it may, the monster could
not get to them and was trapped inside. Borris looked to
Ronaldo and said,"I told you this would be fun, but you just
went 'oh, that sounds boring! there's a lot of dead thing in there!'
He said this in a mocking manner with a high pitched,
cracked voice. Ronoldo just kept on walking and said,"lets just go
to the tavern and get you drunk, you haven't been
right since last Tuesday." Borris stopped dancing
around and followed toe to heel and as if his
attitude changed in that split second he said,"That
sounds like a VERY good idea." And scene.
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